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when Jasper pinched his ass.  Ow.
 He better not be, Zeus growled in warning.
 You are my sunshine, my only sunshine... Tristan began to sing.
Toby tilted his head and stared at the strangely dressed man. What the
hell?
 It s okay, rainbow. Hunter pulled the slim man into the folds of
his arms and soothed him.
 Did we say something wrong? Jasper asked.
 He s a little nervous, Hunter explained as he pulled Tristan
impossibly closer.
 Don t be. Zeus smiled at Tristan.  They re quite harmless,
somewhat, he added on.
* * * *
Tristan was lost in the sauce. He hadn t a clue what the very large
Alpha was talking about. He just knew that making the man mad
would be a very bad thing. Thank goodness Hunter had his arm
around Tristan s waist because he was five seconds away from
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dropping to his knees and bowing. Damn Xavier and his Pavlov s dog
shit. He needed to get rid of these triggers.
 Hello, Alpha. Hunter shook the Alpha s hand casually, as if it
were no big deal. Tristan wiped his hands on the front of his shorts
and stepped out of Hunter s embrace, shaking the large man s hand as
well. It swallowed his hand whole.
Fuck, he d never seen anyone this size before. He tilted his head,
giving the shifter sign of respect an Alpha was due.
 Hello, again, Tristan. The Alpha chuckled, extending his hand
and tapping Tristan s neck.  I m Zeus, by the way.
Tristan couldn t make up his mind if that was a friendly smile or if
Zeus planned on eating him. He was going to go with the first choice,
and if he was wrong, running like hell would be his only option.  I m
Tristan. Tristan mentally smacked his forehead. Way to go,
cornflake. Like he didn t know that already.
Zeus laughed, only it sounded like a rumble of thunder. Others
must have thought the same because a few people scurried out of the
door. So his first guess must have been correct. Still, Tristan moved
closer to Hunter. Not like his mate could take this mountain on, but it
made him feel safer. Hunter didn t seem too fazed by it, so that gave
Tristan a small wave of relief.
 You re scaring him, you big bully. Jasper swatted at Zeus s
arm.  Play nice.
Zeus gave a low growl in Jasper s direction. It was time to go.
 We have to go. Quinn is meeting us at home for lunch. Let s go,
let s go, let s go. Tristan pressed Hunter s back, trying to get the wolf
moving.
Thank goodness Hunter got the hint.  Nice seeing you guys
again. He waved, staring back at Tristan strangely. Whatever, get
your gluteus maximums out of here already. Tristan normally liked
meeting new friends, and he enjoyed having a variety of people to talk
to, not that he trusted them all. But Xavier had taken that joy from
him. Now Tristan feared meeting another just like his ex. And Xavier
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was his ex. He had to stop thinking that way. Not everyone was out to
harm him.
Once they cleared the deli, Hunter pulled Tristan from behind
him.  Would you mind telling me why your ass was on fire to get out
of there?
 Umm, Quinn is waiting, sir?
 Try again, rainbow. Hunter hooked his thumbs in his front
pockets and leaned against the telephone pole.  We just ate lunch, so
how are we meeting Quinn at home?
Don t say sir, don t say sir.  Fine, the man intimidates me.
Thanks for making me confess that one. Why don t you just kick me in
the gonads?
 Why? He s the Alpha. His job is to protect the pack that lives
here, along with the soldiers. Hunter s hand waved around,
indicating the town.
Tristan really didn t want to have this conversation. His brain was
being naughty as he stared at Hunter s groin, remembering the scene
that took place several nights ago. Man, what he wouldn t give to
witness that again. Although he was a bit frightened to join in, never
having been with more than one guy at a time, he d do it now if they
offered. But for the last several days, they hadn t made a move& and
Tristan was hornier than the devil.
 Tristan?
 Yes? Tristan asked Hunter s cock.
 My eyes are up here, rainbow. Hunter s hand came into view,
disappearing under Tristan s chin, gently lifting his head up.
Good god almighty, the lust in Hunter s eyes had Tristan ready to
pant and whine right here on the street. He felt his leg ready to tap out
a beat from the desire burning in them.
 Maybe Quinn will be home after all. Hunter let out a low,
closed-lip growl and pushed away from the pole, pulling Tristan
toward his truck.
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Goody, goody, gumdrops. Tristan may be hesitant, afraid to give
his mates his full trust, but sex was sex and he was more than ready
for it. His brain couldn t function when the cock monster in his pants
was doing all the thinking. He wanted to do that dance football
players did when they made a touchdown. Instead, he followed
obediently, willingly, and in a state of utmost arousal.
 I can smell your arousal, and I m about to drown in it. Hunter
squeezed Tristan s hand lightly.  Let me call Quinn. Hunter stopped
dead in his tracks and spun around, staring down at Tristan. His brows
were pulled tight together as he studied Tristan s face for a moment.
Did he have some mayo left on his face? Tristan wiped at his
mouth, but there was nothing on his hand when he pulled it back.
 Unless you d rather it be one-on-one. Whatever you want,
rainbow.
 Two. Tristan could feel his face on fire. How the hell was he
going to have sex with both his mates when he couldn t even be adult
enough to talk about it?
 Two it is. Hunter extracted his cell phone from his pocket as
they reached the truck.
Tristan leaned against the tailgate for a moment. He needed to
calm down. He was about to come in his pants at the thought of being
with both of them. If the other night was any indication& breathe in,
breathe out, breathe in, breathe out. Not so fast, you ll hyperventilate,
you dummy.
Tristan stared across the street as Hunter spoke into his phone.
Maybe if he concentrated on the people walking by, he could get his
runaway libido under control until they made it home.
He blinked, and then blinked again when he spotted a familiar
face across the street, and it was getting into a familiar car.
It couldn t be.
Tristan rubbed his face, ground the palms of his hands into his
eyes, and then looked up again. The car was gone.
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Maybe all the blood pooling in his cock left his brain oxygen
deprived. There was no way he just saw Xavier.
 Ready? Quinn said he s on his way.
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